I hold my cup up to the skyA drink to quench impossible thirstIt pours in stories, on the sly Ambrosia meant for gods – but why?I wait for life on Earth to burstI hold my cup up to the sky A privilege divine, meant to denyinsights to denizens of EarthIt pours in stories, on the … Continue reading It’s only a longing
blessingsfill my cup- justbefore I give up hoperedefined atheism; revisedbeliefs What Do You See
Life is such a limiting term, if I think of it as related to the body. In how many forms does energy live on the earth, without a body? Folklore is built by intrigued minds around the unusual experience of a few. Fear is felt by minds that cannot accept the unfamiliar, and their stories … Continue reading Kikimora and Domovoy
